The Lapse Dance

The fact that I kept my blog in the grave for two months after I wrote on The Resurrection is an irony that I assure you has not been lost on me. And, though it has become incredibly cliche to give reasons for not blogging--as if the whole world were depending upon fresh wit from this corner of the internets--I'm afraid I must offer a few.

The primary of these is I just haven't felt like it. I could say that I've been busy, and that would be true. But I haven't been TOO busy. I've probably just been lazy. I think this blogging thing has to happen in seasons, and I was ready to let my blog lie in the tomb for a bit. Fear not, it's Sunday (well, actually, it's Thursday. But we're speaking in metaphors here...and if there's one thing I know about metaphors, its that they're SOOO much more profound when you type twenty five extra words to explain them). So, yeah. Seasons.

I'd like to be back. I've got a lot to say, and some of it might even be interesting...to the three of you who had the patience to wait around for another post. There's some politics, some funny work related happenings, some theology, some sports, some music and some movies. Just more of the beautifully broad range of thought that you've come to expect from this renaissance man and his renaissance blog.

Speaking of that--I still like the name of my blog after 3+ years. That really surprises me. I thought that whole, "I'm pensive, eloquent and misunderstood" thing would have gotten old by now.

Who knew?